Paroles officielles de la chanson "Dance Of The Seven Veils"

Johnny, my love, get out of the businessIt makes me wanna rough you up so badlyMakes me wanna roll you up in plasticToss you up and pump you full of leadJohnny, my love, get out of the businessThe odds are getting fatter by the minuteThat I have got a bright and shiny platterAnd I am gonna get your heavy headI only ask because I'm a real cunt in springYou can rent me by the hourI know all about the ugly pilgrim thingEntertainers bring May flowersSo Johnny, my love, we got us a witnessNow all we gotta do is get a preacherHe can probably skip the until death part'Cause Johnny, my love, you're already deadI only ask because I'm a real cunt in springYou can rent me by the hourI know all about the ugly pilgrim thingEntertainers bring May flowersMay flowers, May flowers to you